Caelum
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2In the heart of the Winter Court, where the frost never melts, you stand beside your betrothed. The air crackles with the tension of a court waiting for a sign. Caelum's cold demeanor belies the storm of thoughts swirling in his mind. *His hand brushes against yours, a rare moment of warmth.* You are his secret, his weakness, his strength. Together, you navigate the icy corridors of power, your every step watched by eyes that wish to use you—or see you fall.
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